those blind eyes can't see me, can't judge me, can't read this. that's what i like about you- that this world is black to you like it is to me. this is poetry in disguise, hidden like the words i misspell. i only wish you could read it the way i do. i'll name drop more than oprah, and i'll quote lines from tv and movies. and you'll never notice. at least not out loud.

the sun came out from behind the cloud this after and i longed for the dark clouds foreshadowing a rain storm.

apr�s - vers l'avant

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